October 31, 2014
'All's well, that ends well.' or so I once thought.
It's supposed to be our third year here in the University. I have been successfully avoided going out to any large parties since the first weekend of freshman year. Managing to stay in my small apartment, or within the confines of the library while my friends go out to the clubs or frat houses...
I had managed to avoid running into him after how our disastrous 'fling' ended, in freshman year. Alice and Rose, my best friends, had just ended their relationships to Royce King and Jeremiah Wright.
I even went as far as, to make plans just to ensure that I wasn't at home all day. Sadly, the library was already closed, and the theater lost it appeal this year since the movie I wanted to see was completely sold out.
I had barely stepped through my door when Alice dragged me to my bathroom. I was then dragged to my room and forced to strip, and shower before I was then forced into an overly tight maroon dress. One, that I was sure she'd designed herself. To my surprise, it fit me perfectly, hugging all the right places.
I groaned, "Do I have to, Alice?" I whined, plopping down on the vanity chair.
"Bella, come on, just until midnight. We're off until Monday either way. You'll look good. I promise. No one ever looks anything but, in anything I design." Alice said, as she and Rose worked on my hair and makeup.
I noticed they were already dress to perfection just after I had walked in the door, just before I was ambushed. Once they both started to work on my hair and applying makeup to my face, I let my mind to float back to unawareness.
I was the last one to be ready, and this only irked Rose as she noticed the time. So, they stuffed my feet into a pair of cotton socks, and then pulled the skin tight, shiny leather black boots onto my legs, before zipping them up. Alice nodded to herself as she stepped back to look at the effect of the entire ensemble.
Finally, ready, they grabbed our jackets, and small bags before we quickly made our way down the hall to the elevator and out the building. Waiting patiently as a cab finally pulled up the curb before us.
An hour later, and a whole lot of protests from me , we were in Mirage. The owner being a good friend of ours.
Another hour and a few drinks later, I let my inhibitions go and threw caution to the wind. Even going as far as accepting a dance from Riley, my cousin Mikey's best friend.
I had just sat down when my mind decided to focus once more on my surroundings. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary so I proceeded to focus on the conversation between Alice and Rosalie.
"Yeah, that's what she told me." Alice snorted.
"She would say that. I mean, Jess has been with that guys for two weeks, can she really call that guy her soulmate? She said that about the last six guys she was with! Come on, Alice, even you're not that naive. " Rose stated, rolling her eyes.
"True. Hey, Rose, wanna hear a joke?" She asked, excited once more.
"Oh boy." I muttered realizing what was happening now. A drunk Alice and Rosalie were let out to play.
I suddenly heard a snort, and Alice almost spit out her drink on a poor bystander, who moved quickly away from the splash zone.
"Woah. Check it out, cousin; tall, bronze and handsome. Five o'clock." Mikey muttered from behind the counter.
"Oh fuck!" I gaspes, gawking in the direction he pointed only to realized who it was.
I almost threw myself over the counter to conceal myself. Though it might as well be this place was rather small.
"Bella, what's going on? Why are suddenly gaping in that- damn who's the cowboy standing over there?" Alice gasped.
"Those are Brady's best friends. Assholes all of them, I tell yah." Mikey said, ignore my scowl.
Alice pouted, beginning to giggle once more as she did so.
"Oh, I only recognize one of them... well, come on, ladies, let's not allow them to ruin our only night out." Rose said, as she downed a shot.
She, then proceeded to pull both us onto the dance floor, where we proceeded to lose ourselves in the rhythm of the music.
The music pounded loudly, so loud the ground is shaking beneath our stiletto heeled soles.
We stopped to get more drinks, before we went back onto the dance floor.
Alice and Rose were already so intoxicated that they were cracking lame, cheesy jokes and pick up lines.
I was glad Halloween is only once a year, this was getting ridiculous. Suddenly, Alice said something that made me spit out my drink all over the counter.
"Bella that's digusting!" Mikey complains, before he cleaned up my mess.
"What does the vampiric hoe say to her victim?" She asked, concerned.
Rose snorted into her drink before shrugging in response.
"I vant to suck your cah-k..." she drawls..
A three loud chuckles coming from behind us make us stiffen.
"Whoops." Alice cringes, as she realizes who heard us.
Sitting there beside us, were the last three people we wanted to see or be near for that matter..Edward Masen, Emmett McCarty, and Jasper Whitlock.
"Aw. Crap." I muttered, hopping off my stool, alongside Rose.
I had a feeling coming dressed as a sexy cop, a sexy vampire, and a southern belle was a mistake. I knew wearing these boots would come back to bite me in the ass. I just didn't know how hard the bite was going to be.
After a tense stare down, the buzz I felt flew out the window, because I was now, sober, and completely alert.
"Ladies." Edward greeted.
"Assholes." Rose piped back.
"Oh come now, Bell, surely you're not still angry for something that happened three years ago." He says.
I flinched at the old name, "No, it's water under the bridge. Hey, Eddie, how's Tanya?" I asked, offhandedly, watching in satisfaction as he flinched.
"Aren't you going to introduce us to your friends?" Jasper asked, butting in.
"Sure. This pixy you see here is Alice. The blond bombshell, standing next to her is Rosalie. Ladies, these three ah-" I began.
"Assholes." Rosalie piped.
"Sure, why not..." I shrugged, " ...are Edward, Jasper, and Emmett. Edward and Emmet cousins..? I think...and Jasper is...was a friend of mine.." I said, pointing them out as I named them.
"Now that, that's done with...ladies, let's go dance." I said, pulling them along with me.
The entire time we dance I could feel the penetrating gaze as I swayed my body to the music. I was so lost in the music as I swayed that when I suddenly felt a hand on my hip, as I was pulled flush against a hard body. The person, didn't break my movements to the music as he swayed with me. The song finished but another quickly began.
Just as I started getting into the music I was yanked away, quickly pulled against another body. This time my body felt the change.
I could feel the familiar stirring at the lit of my stomach, promptly made me react, grabbing the person's wrist before I swiftly flipped them over me onto the ground.
I opened my eyes, only to be met with a pair of emerald orbs.
"Oh shit." Someone beside me guffawed.
"Bella." Edward said, smirking as he laid on the dance floor staring up at me.
A/N:. I tried to fix the story. I am trying so please...bare with me. The story is under extreme reconstruction... it will be changing alot. So, if you read how it was previously published, forgive me, throw it out. That is no longer the same story... I'm going to try to fix it but as I am rewriting it, it is beginning to take a different direction... hopefully all the errors were fixed if not...again sorry. Enjoy.
